Me Monchies and me took a stroll to Kedai Kak Pokrovskiah around noon today to get some coffee milk, ice-cream, cheese, cucumbers, softener, and oh… I can just cut and paste the whole grocery list here. But I am not going to bore your pants off with it, if I haven’t already. Pick up your pants, will you?
It was a bit breezier than what it had been, but it sure blew the morning clouds away and was the very reason why the sun finally came out. And so was I, out there… in style. Had my Somerset Bay blouse, matching daisy earrings, a hat and my pasar-malam RM9.90 sunglasses on and everything. Well, for something that now only functions as my ala-ala Noorkumalasari ‘hair band’, the RM9.90 sunglasses are worth every scratch and lost screw, okay.
My two bugs, bright eyed and bushy tailed, insisted to buzz around for a few minutes by the pond. So I stayed and watched. Kitreena smelled the flowers, came running back to me to report that the wind must have blown the scent away. When I said, “Petunias are never grown to make perfumes, little lady”, she gave me that sheepish smile with “Oh, I know that”. She knows everything for sure… after I tell her.
Edrick was just happy to see that his shadow kept following him. Just like the moon over Jalan Duta… as he has grown quite fond of anything with light: the moon, the sun, candles, and flashlights. These days, this little man Pocoyo and I can also hold, I would say, good conversation about cars. Just like the other day sitting on the bench outside, he was sharing his plan with me. That is to go shopping for a car.
“I need to get a big one, Mom.” He never really wants anything, this boy. He needs everything. Just like he needs to watch Spongebob Squarepants on Channel 61. “I need to take you in my car, Mom. Can you come in my car please?” Oh, sure! So you’re going to take me for a drive, eh? “Yyyeaaahhh!” He answered enthusiastically. Oh that’s very nice of you. So who’s going to be driving? You or Mommy? “Me me me. I need to drive my car Mom.” Of course, it’s yours.
“I need to drive really really fast Mom.” Oh? Not too fast please. I’ll get scared. “No you won’t. It’s only seven and eight kilometers per hour Mom.” That’s the only speed he knows for now. Thanks to Daddy’s new Garmin GPS voice instructions. Where are you taking Mommy in your car, Monch? “To the house mumber 7-10-20.” I kinda knew that was his favorite destination. That’s where his thoughts go every morning, when he opens his eyes. 7-10-20, my KaCher’s house.
I breathed in the cool summer air and was just contented to know that my shadow just snuggled in between me Monchies and me. My number 7-10-20 shadow, 8157km away.
Questa è Enida 
Pastukan you jual karipap macam kat IKEA tu. Sebijik 1rgt orang beli mcm tak hingat dunia.
Enida, Kedai Kak Pokrovskiah tu ada jual biskut lutut tak? Mesti you panggil dia kak Kiah jer kan? heeeeeeeee
Hehe. It’s just a little no-name convenient shop located near the main gate to this Taman Bukit Pokrovsky. I je yang panggil dia Mok Chek Kiah. Her name is probably Monika Lewinski, Natasya Kinski or Angelika Golovleva. Haa silalah pilih.
So far Biskut Lutut belum ada stock. Biskut keju Kjelsen dalam tin biru tu banyak. Nanti I nak buat kuih karipap lah tompang jual kat Mok Chek
KinkyKiah. They do have karipap-like dumplings here in Russia called vareniki. Tapi dia belum tau apa itu karipap. Cuba sekali nanti pasti nak lagi macam Charlie Chickedees.